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Now I am a saint
a worried stone i ain't
astral traveller

Now i am a cat
what you think 'bout that?
nerve unraveller

Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon

Now I change my voice,
I ain't got no choice
for survival

Taking you to the place
where no one got a face
knowing your rival

Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon

Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon

Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon
Now I am a saint   a worried stone i ain't   astral traveller      Now i am a cat   what you think 'bout that?    nerve unraveller      Wandering in a parking lot   on a rainy afternoon       Now I am an astronaut   third man on the moon      Now I change my voice,   I ain't got no choice   for survival      Taking you to the place   where no one got a face   knowing your rival      Wandering in a parking lot   on a rainy afternoon       Now I am an astronaut   third man on the moon      Wandering in a parking lot   on a rainy afternoon       Now I am an astronaut   third man on the moon